Chapter 81: Zhongli Wu Appears, Titled Douluo Hunts Lin Sheng
The night was like a tide, and the peace of Star Luo City was instantly torn apart by an extremely evil aura.
"Boom—!"
Du Busi's majestic figure was like a green meteor, crashing down in front of Lin Sheng as the earth crumbled inch by inch beneath his feet.
And just then.
The fellow who had just attacked Lin Sheng also revealed his true form at this moment; it was none other than Zhongli Wu!
The strength of a Rank 98 Super Douluo.
Lin Sheng gazed calmly at Zhongli Wu, a smile involuntarily curling at the corners of his mouth.
"So even Zhongli Wu has shown himself in person..."
Du Busi first asked Lin Sheng a question with concern.
Then he turned around.
His domineering eyes stared fixedly at Zhongli Wu, who was slowly stepping out from the Void Realm.
The bones throughout his body erupted in a dense series of cracks and pops.
"Zhongli Wu, how bold of you! To dare sneak under my nose and touch my person!"
Du Busi's killing intent almost materialized, instantly corroding the surrounding vegetation into ash.
"Boom—!"
"Do you really think my Body Sect is afraid of your Holy Spirit Cult?!"
Black mist swirled around Zhongli Wu, with countless aggrieved Souls wailing within it; he sneered sinisterly.
"Du Busi, your Body Sect killed Elder Ming Lei of my Holy Spirit Cult. This debt of blood must naturally be repaid with this junior's life."
"Today, no one can protect him!"
Having said that!
Zhongli Wu's powerful Rank 98 strength erupted, sweeping toward Du Busi and Lin Sheng.
"What a joke!"
"By relying on a bug like you who only knows how to hide in the shadows? Go to Hell!"
Du Busi leaped up.
His figure instantly expanded in mid-air as his terrifying Body Martial Soul underwent its second Awakening, dyeing half the sky dark green.
"Rumble—!"
The two instantly soared ten thousand meters into the sky, a battlefield exclusive to top-tier Titled Douluos.
Every collision triggered deafening thunder, and space trembled in the wake of their aftershocks.
"Sheng'er, go! Get as far away from here as possible!"
Du Busi's angry shout came from above the clouds.
"Yeah."
Lin Sheng did not hesitate.
His figure blurred, turning into a dark red afterimage as he dodged the chaotic debris and rushed straight out of the area.
"Whoosh—!"
He knew very well that Zhongli Wu was just bait.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, Electrolux's aged and urgent voice resonated through his Soul: "Lin Sheng, watch out!"
"There is another evil Origin on the flank. He has already locked onto you, and his strength should be at Rank 91!"
Another Titled Douluo!
Lin Sheng sneered.
Quite the grand gesture.
"I feel it too, that nauseating scent of blood."
The Snow Empress's voice was cold as frost, the majesty of the Ruler of the Far North rising within his Sea of Consciousness.
"If you want to fight, I can take over this body's ice Origin at any time."
Lin Sheng shuttled through the dense forest on the outskirts of Star Luo City, his speed pushed to the limit.
But he could feel...
The aura behind him followed like a shadow, approaching at an incredible speed.
"You can't run."
"Boom—!"
A withered voice abruptly sounded in his ear.
The trees ahead in the dense forest instantly withered and disintegrated, and a skeletal, pale-faced old man in black robes blocked the way.
That was another Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult.
One whose strength reached Rank 91...
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo!
"Dying here is also a form of release."
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo pointed his skeletal finger in the air, and countless pale green Soul flames appeared.
They carried extremely violent mental force.
And were blasted directly at Lin Sheng.
"A mental-type Titled Douluo, the Sleep Nightmare Douluo?"
Lin Sheng's expression shifted; this person was indeed a mental-type Titled Douluo.
Furthermore...
He was extremely skilled in Spiritual illusion attacks!
"The one who needs release is you."
Lin Sheng came to a sudden halt, his black hair whipping back in the gale, the Mangekyo Sharingan pattern in his right eye spinning to its limit.
"Fourth Soul skills, Kamui: Distortion!"
Space twisted eerily in front of Lin Sheng.
When the howling Soul flames reached within three feet of him, they were forcibly pulled into another dimension.
Immediately after.
The temperature between heaven and earth seemed to become incredibly scorching at this moment as black flames swept out.
Burning from within space, they brought rolling waves of heat.
"Pupillary Technique, Amaterasu!"
Without any warning, black flames erupted at the Sleep Nightmare Douluo's feet.
The inextinguishable fire, said to burn all things, instantly climbed onto the opponent's Soul Power armor.
"What kind of fire is this?!"
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo's expression changed drastically; he discovered in horror that his evil Qi was actually becoming fuel for this black fire.
Even his Soul felt a sharp, searing pain.
"Damn it!"
"This fire can actually burn my Soul?!"
He was forced to make a hard decision, shattering his left sleeve that had been caught by the flames, and a trace of fear finally appeared in his eyes as he looked at Lin Sheng.
"Just as the Cult Leader said, those eyes of yours cannot be allowed to remain!"
...
"Boom—!"
Lin Sheng knelt on one knee, intense pain spreading from his right eye to every cell in his body.
Facing a Titled Douluo, even if the opponent was injured by Amaterasu due to underestimating him, the gap in Rank was still like a chasm.
"It seems I have no choice but to go all out."
Lin Sheng let out a hoarse low growl as the energy within him—a forced Fusion of the Power of Destiny, Sharingan Origin, and Body Martial Soul Soul Power—completely boiled over.
"Pupillary Technique, Susanoo—!"
"Rumble—!"
Dark red energy instantly erupted from his every pore, starting with a massive skeleton.
Then came the meridians and muscles, finally covered by a layer of ancient and heavy armor.
A blood-colored giant phantom over ten meters tall rose from the ground, firmly protecting Lin Sheng at its center.
"Roar!!!"
The giant let out an ear-shattering roar, its left hand wielding a heavy sword condensed from dark red energy!
It threw a punch with its right hand, and space actually developed visible cracks under the force of that blow.
"Boom—!"
The previously arrogant Sleep Nightmare Douluo was actually knocked back dozens of meters by this sudden, immense force.
The ground beneath his feet turned to powder.
Standing in the center of the giant, Lin Sheng's vision had turned into a blurry blood-red, a scream from his body operating under extreme overload.
But his remaining right eye erupted with an unprecedented killing intent.
"So what if you're a Titled Douluo?"
Lin Sheng wiped the blood from his face, his voice as cold as if it came from the Nine Netherworlds: "Tonight, I'm going to see if these eyes of mine can send all you lackeys of Hell... back where you came from!"
The blood-colored giant straightened up again, the dark red heavy sword slowly condensing in its hand.
Lin Sheng had decided that even if he had to burn every drop of his blood, he would completely crush this stumbling block before him.
"Damn it, this kid is also a mental-type... but he can actually hurt me, how is that possible?!"
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo exclaimed in shock.
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